1) People who have no chance at bagging a hot babe still pretend that they know something about love at this site.

2) People who refuse to think conceptually with anything resembling intellectual rigor still pretend to possess philosophical insights.

3) Babes who call Wordsmith only because they hope he might know my phone number are forced to listen to his interminable answering machine message (including the unedited Brady Bunch theme) and hang up before they get my 800 number.

Joe, knowing that sooner or later Spratley will ask, ney demand, that I explain in detail with reference to likely childhood trauma, why I mock the posts at this site.